Chapter 1737

Looking at the old lady's gloomy face, Yuan Yao swallowed her saliva and approached Xia Mingxiu for a few steps.

"How could that be?"

Xia Mingxiu just took her hand placidly.

"The fire must be saved. If it spreads, the whole valley will suffer..."

Yuan Yao looks at Xia Mingxiu in surprise and gently pulls Xia Mingxiu's clothes.

"It's not that serious, is it?"

Xia Mingxiu pursed her lips, but pulled the corner of her lips with Yuan Yao.

The old lady tightly pursed her lips, went through them, and walked out of the door. She was dressed in blue clothes and stood upright in the yard, looking at the place where the smoke was rolling for a long time.

Xia Mingxiu's eyes flashed, and he stood at the door and pursed his lips.

Yuan Yao looks at the old lady's back and feels more and more guilty.

She went to the old man and took her arm gently.

"Grandma, I'm sorry... I really didn't know this would happen..."

The old man was silent for a long time, and then she sighed, "I know, you didn't mean it!"

Yuanyao's nose is sour. "I'm really sorry, grandma..."

Used to the old man's sarcastic words, but now like this, don't ask, don't say, don't blame, this let yuanyao really can't accept.

She would rather have the old lady scold her hard, or even beat her twice, than now.

They have lived here for nearly 40 years, and this has never happened. After two days, they ruined the place.

How can she not feel guilty!

"Grandma, we're going to put out the fire right now..."

Yuanyao took back her hand and turned to go, but the old man said helplessly:

"Don't go!"

Yuanyao stops.

"What should be burned... What shouldn't be burned, it can't be burned."

"What do you mean?" Yuanyao is at a loss.

However, the old man turned around and gave her a light look. Then he looked up at Xia Mingxiu, who was still standing at the door. He looked as usual. Just for a moment, he walked to his room.

"It's still early. Go back to sleep!"

"But the fire..." Yuan Yao was worried.

"It won't burn anywhere else!"

The old man carried her on his back and said in a deep voice, "go to bed and continue to pick persimmons in the morning."

"Oh..."

Yuan Yao frowned. She thought the old lady's reaction was strange.

She was very angry just now.

His head was a little dizzy. The fog was heavy in the valley in the early morning. Yuanyao shivered and held her body in her hands. She turned around and looked at the fire nearby. Her eyes were full of worry.

Xia Mingxiu came over and hugged her, looked up at the direction of the fire, then lowered his head to yuanyao and said in a low voice:

"Come on, go back to the house!"

"Is it really all right?" Yuan Yao is still not at ease to ask him.

"Nothing!"

"How could this happen? The fire has been put out... "

Xia Mingxiu didn't speak, so he picked yuanyao up.

Yuan Yao didn't struggle either. She put her arms around his neck and leaned on his chest. Xia Mingxiu took her back to the house.

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Yuanyao has a fever.

Lying on the bed with a burning face.

I fell asleep.

The old lady made porridge and asked Xia Mingxiu to feed yuanyao. She took out a quilt and pressed it on yuanyao.

After everything, both of them were idle.

"Now that she is ill, you can go and pick persimmons for me by yourself!"

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